7
In most of these stories I am naked:
At an art gallery I am denied free wine
or Don discovers me one morning
making eggs and is embarrassed by my tits.
For a week back then we had nothing
but beer in both fridges, some hard cheese.
I was naked when the cops came
and Don said they were just mad
they couldn’t have a joint.
When they left he passed a few around the room,
everyone in underwear listening to Marvin Gaye.